The Terra Travel Diary of Neither Sacred, Rhea, nor Terra

Sten asked.

"How can an examiner omit questions in advance? Well, I can omit a few questions for your sake. For example, self-degradation is a big deduction."

Miku said.

"Self-degradation..." Christen was very curious about what kind of behavior was called self-degradation.

Unfortunately, Miku’s behavior of leaking exam questions ended there.

Miku didn't intend to explain further and said in a half-joking tone:

"In fact, Terra civilization gave birth to a pioneer like you. If you want to meet the conditions for destruction, you have to work harder."

"...If, I mean if..." Kristen did not relax at all because of Miku's joking praise.

"Do you want to ask if I would really destroy this place if the civilization of this planet really degenerated to that level?" Miku, who knew what Christen was thinking, asked back.

"???"

"???"

"???"

Miku's words caused a series of question marks in the private chat channel which gradually became a chat group as more and more people joined.

Arturo, who was carving some kind of large-scale magic circle with BT in the Tremont underground passage, almost fell.

The BT on the side mercilessly "beeped" Arturo in the face.

However, Arturo could not understand BT's robot language, so BT's scolding was in vain.

"Yes..." Kristen asked even though she already knew Miku's answer in her heart.

"I will." Miku said.

"I am the Gospel of the First Nativity, but also the Revelation of the Last Nativity."

"Even though I don't really like this responsibility."

"But when the conditions are met, I will destroy this world without hesitation."

"Because even my relaxed conditions are met."

"Then... even Sakyamuni cannot protect this world."

"I know..." Kristen sighed heavily.

Kristen's long sigh caused the private chat channel to fall into an eerie silence.

The long silence made the atmosphere in the office subtle.

A certain big cat looked at Miku on the left, then looked at Kristen on the right, and asked curiously:

"Are you guys using some secret communication trick to chat secretly?"

Although Huang has lived in Victoria most of her life, she is actually a Yan country cat.

Martial arts stories are nothing new to Huang.

"Yes, you come too." Miku said and threw a Babel bug directly to Huang, and also threw one to Jingzhe at the same time.

Seeing the Babel bug, which still looked like a mechanical bug, turn into an in-ear headphone in her hand, Huang was not afraid. She compared the size of the headphone and quickly stuffed it into her cat ears.

"Hello! Hello everyone, I'm Huang." The moment he came in, Huang greeted everyone enthusiastically.

"..." Unfortunately, the others, who had fallen silent because of the conversation between Miku and Kristen, did not respond to Huang's enthusiasm.

"It seems like there are not enough people here." Huang said somewhat embarrassedly when he didn't get a response.

Jingzhe, who was standing aside, glanced at the mechanical insect that was still twisting in his hand, and then looked at Huang beside him.

Just put it directly into the ear? Is there something wrong with this film?

"Doctor..." Amiya immediately looked at Miku with anticipation. She also wanted to join the private chat channel.

Unfortunately, facing Amiya's expectations, Miku showed a helpless expression and said:

"Because if you forcefully add the Demon King's crown, it will affect the operation of the Babel worms themselves."

As the crown of the devil, it is essentially a device similar to teleportation, and it is a very powerful teleportation device that also has a hint of mind control ability.

It is also because of this that all Sarkaz people can sense the inheritance of each Sarkaz Demon Lord.

Putting this kind of thing in a private chat channel that uses Babel fish technology to transmit brain waves is too loud.

It's like putting a very high-powered speaker in an otherwise quiet alley.

When Amiya speaks, everyone will be deafened by the devil's words for a long time.

After understanding why she couldn't join the private chat channel, Amiya didn't insist, but her brown bunny ears still drooped.

144: How to wake up Grandma 42

"Then...how can we wake her up? Will she continue to sleep like Ifrit?"

Kristen looked at Surtel lying on her desk, wondering if he would remain asleep like the little fire demon named Ifrit.

If that's the case, Kristen would have to consider moving the person away from her desk first.

"Don't worry, Surtur is different from Ifrit. Ifrit needs to fuse with the Fire Demon, so he needs to sleep for so long."

Because Ifrit hasn't woken up yet, Saria has looked for Miku several times with a worried look on her face.

Miku's answer every time was "it's almost done", which was really perfunctory.

"As for Surtel, she doesn't need fusion to upgrade. To wake her up, all you need is... um, do you have milk?"

As Miku was talking, he asked Christen for milk.

"Milk? Tumor milk?" Although I don't know

Ku didn't know why he needed tumor milk at this time, but Kristen still pressed the wave hacking system on her arm and controlled a robot to deliver a pot of tumor milk.

As a Pelo, it is a matter of course to have tumor milk ready in my office at all times.

Miku picked up the milk jug, raised it high and poured it towards the ground.

The milky white milk kept warm poured down steaming.

Before the milk was even halfway poured out, the heat turned into a chill.

Without even using any emulsifying additives, it condensed into ice cream in mid-air and fell into the milk cup held in Miku's other hand.

Seeing everyone turning their attention to the cups of ice cream in their hands, Miku smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I'll make some later if you want to eat."

"As for this cup..."

Before Miku could finish his words, Surtur, who had been like Sleeping Beauty just now, sat up as if nothing had happened, holding his big sword Levantine, and took the big cup of ice cream from Miku's hand, without using any cutlery or anything, and just scooped it up with his hands.

Miku put a spoon into Surtur's hand and shrugged.

"What her body needs most right now is ice."

So a cup of ice cream is all it takes to wake you up?

Look at Sulter, who didn't even wipe his hands, but directly picked up the spoon and ate big mouthfuls of ice cream.

Huang suddenly remembered that just before Surtel met them, he was chasing a duck that stole her ice cream.

Surtel finished a full cup of ice cream in less than a minute, and looked like he was going to swallow the metal cup that held the ice cream as well.

Fortunately, she didn't bite it after all. She turned to Miku and asked:

"Any more?"

"Enough ice cream." Miku said as he arranged eight cups on the desk like a juggler, then raised the milk jug high in his hand again and filled each cup with ice cream at the same time like a magic trick.

"One cup per person, don't fight over it." said Miku, who picked up a cup first.

"One cup per person?" Christine picked up a cup of ice cream and counted the number of people in the room.

One, two, three, four, five. There are only six people including Miku. Why are there eight cups?

Before the other people in the room, who had been counted by Kristen, could divide the ice cream.

Saria, who had just said she was going to clean up Tremon's mess, rushed in through the gap created by Lewontin.

There was a white-haired film following behind him.

Seeing that Kristen was safe and sound, Saria breathed a sigh of relief.

Then when she saw Christen eating ice cream, Saria's expression froze for a moment.

Kal'tsit, who came in with Saria, had a similar expression.

However, there was a hint of resentment in Kal'tsit's eyes when she looked at Miku.

"Want me to kill her?"

While eating his second cup of ice cream, Surtel noticed Kal'tsit's complaining look and immediately asked Miku.

At the same time, he looked at Kal'tsit with murderous eyes.

“?” Facing the murderous intent in Surtur’s eyes that was about to turn into reality, Kal’tsit subconsciously summoned mon3tr.

Under mon3tr's protection, Kal'tsit looked at Miku with a strange expression, as if asking Miku who this red-haired Sarkaz was.

"No need. Although you are both similar Stand users, you may not be able to defeat her."

After comforting Surtur, Miku walked towards Saria and Kal'tsit with two cups of ice cream in his hands and gave one to each of them.

As for mon3tr, there is none.

"You probably don't like ice cream, right?" Miku said to the little monster who was curled up in the office because of his big size.

"Woo..." As if frightened by Miku, mon3tr, who was already curled up very tired, shrunk his body a little bit more again.

"Oh?" Surtel looked at mon3tr, who was curled up in a ball, with some curiosity.

Can't beat this little guy?

"I'm not kidding. If you don't believe me, I can arrange a sparring match between you two." Miku said with a smile.

Kal'tsit, who didn't want to spar with others for no reason, put away mon3tr and asked Miku:

"What did you just do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just accepted an apprentice." Miku stuffed the remaining half of the ice cream in his hand into Surtur's hand, then pulled Jingzhe between himself and Kal'tsit and said to Jingzhe:

"Come, say hello to Master's pet."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Miku's introduction of Kal'tsit caused the atmosphere in the office to stagnate, and Kal'tsit even squinted at Jingzhe, Miku's new apprentice.

Jingzhe, who felt sweat on his back, immediately said to Kal'tsit:

"It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Kelsey."

As soon as Kal'tsit came in, Jingzhe recognized her identity.

However, the Kal'tsit that Jingzhe knew was neither the lord during the Kazdel Civil War nor the leader of Rhodes Island.

Rather, it was the diplomat who single-handedly united the multinational coalition forces to destroy Kazdel more than two hundred years ago.

When Jingzhe was studying Terra's history, Kal'tsit's deeds of destroying an entire country by himself,

I have always been longing for Jingzhe.

Perhaps this is the highest achievement of a diplomat.

"Are you... from the Grand Tutor's Mansion of Yan Country?" Compared to Jingzhe who regards Kal'tsit as her idol, Kal'tsit doesn't know Jingzhe.

However, Kal'tsit still determined Jingzhe's identity from the other party's racial characteristics and the Taoist robe on his body.

"Yes, I am Lin Qingyan, my Taoist name is Jingzhe, the heir of the Grand Master's Mansion, and the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple of Yan Kingdom."

"I am now studying under the doctor."

"..." After hearing Jingzhe's self-address, Kal'tsit subconsciously turned her gaze to Huang, then immediately turned to Miku, and asked in a hesitant tone:

"Did you arrange this on purpose?"